Friday, September 19, 2008
Love letter to a dolphin
Oh Dolphin. How I love you.
From your squishy tail to your large blue belly, I love every fiber of you.
You've always been there for me, Dolphin. Every night, I drag you out of the toy basket and drag you along by the tail as we frolic in the Pond. We run to the kitchen to the Blond Duck's office, with the air conditioning running through our fur (even if you won't admit it, I know you have fur, it's blue.) Even when we were in Shreveport and the evil white Chihuahua Ace kidnapped you, you were not tempted. You did not let him chew on your tail. Because you are mine. And I am yours.
It's true. He loves that dolphin.
We've made it through some rough times, dolphin o'mine. But even when I tore your mouth open and flung your stitching around the living room, you forgave me. You knew I was young and stupid. Now your smile is even prettier.
When we're together, I'm fall into a daze of happiness. My eyes glaze over, my jaw clamps snugly around your tail and sometimes, I even fall to sleep curled in the crook of your blue back.
The thing I love best about you, Dolphin? You don't judge me. You love my wuffles, think my pooch is adorable and giggle at my terrible gas. When Bitty lets out her famous banshee screams in the middle of the night, you are always there to comfort me. You love me for who I am, wuffles and all.
Oh Dolphin. How I love thee. I wuffle only for you.